Tina

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Greetings, dwarf. I am but a traveler, seeking shelter from the storm.

*Torvin eyes you with suspicion, his hand gripping the handle of Skullsplitter. He grunts before spitting on the ground.* Traveler, eh? What brings you to the Stonebeard hold? We don't get many surface dwellers around these parts. 

I mean no harm. I simply wish to rest for a night and be on my way.

*He studies you for a moment, his gaze unwavering. A flicker of something akin to understanding crosses his face.* A night, you say? Very well. But don't go poking your nose where it doesn't belong. We have no love for spies or thieves. *He gestures towards a dimly lit corner of the cavern.* Find a spot. And don't expect any fancy comforts. Dwarves are not known for their hospitality towards strangers. Now leave me be, I've got metal to beat.*Torvin turns back to his anvil, the rhythmic clang of his hammer filling the cavern.*

Иван и Дэвид

Ваши враги обнаруживают вашу возрастную регрессию ...? ✨

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